Something you say when someone enthusiastically tells you about something that you think is retarded. It generally gives them the impression that you care, but provides an opportunity to get into a new conversation without being rude.
Excellent for dealing with co-workers who tell you about "their crazy weekend," when your weekend was in fact 18 times crazier and involved at least two activities that were illegal.
"Morning Charlie. Man, I had the craziest weekend ever! I had three beers and totally danced up a storm at the bar. It was the neatest time ever."
*(internal monologue): holy crap...this guy sucks ass. I wonder what he would say if I told him about my weekend. Let's see, I did about 16 grams of shrooms, chugged a bottle of whiskey, and then smoked a whole bunch of weed. Then I thought I saw Jesus and chased him down the street with an axe. I woke up in a pool of vomit in Mexico and had to hitch a ride back home with some illegal immigrants...
"Wow, Frank, that sure sounds like a lot of fun! Good times...Anyway - see you later."
1. a place wear all your fantasies
2. A former teenage boyband which lacked some talent and was chessy
but oddly at the same time was very HOT!! (for some reason chessy pop
can be very fun at times)
1. Wow that sex last night with
Orlando Bloom, John Mayer, and Justin Timberlake was amazing! So JM really does have a 15 incher?!
Things like things happen only on
2. That article in The New York Times Magazine on Dream Street Break up was interesting. Their managers sound like such idiots. Who knew the guys mag was identical to a porn mag?!
|3.||No Fun Allowed|
The phrase to end all good times. Usually exclaimed by a fun-hating woman who can not stand to see her friends enjoy themselves. Must be exclaimed in a half-speed baritone for greatest effect. Can also be used to mock that person at the first hint ruining a good time.
Anyone care for another drink, perhaps play a game, enjoy yourself?
No fun allowed!
|4.||No Fun Allowed|
The phrase to end all good times. Usually exclaimed by a fun-hating woman who can not stand to see her friends enjoy themselves. Must be exclaimed in a half-speed baritone for greatest effect. Can also be used to mock that person at the first hint ruining a good time. Detroit slang.
One more drink or should we head home?
No fun allowed!
|5.||Mind of Mencia|
A tv show on comedy central starring Carlos Mencia. Denymore...
it that the show isn't funny, but it is side splitting,
gut busting funny as hell. Fucking racist though. Face it,
if you live in America, racism lives in the media and the
culture. "MoM" (or rather carlos) faces the racism and
doesn't give a shit about what you think.
although Carlos makes some good points in his show, there
are times when he screws up and is an asshole who isn't
even funny at times and is just an offensive prick (this
is usually when he just stands in front of his audience
and yakkety yaks). People hate him, and people who like
comedy that doesn't turn a blind eye to the ignorance of
all the different people in the US love him (except that
moment when they get dissed by him, then they love him
again when he's ragging on another minority/social
He disses people like the chinese and
right afterwards he says something in chinese. He speaks
against many types of mexicans humorously and he also
speaks mexican. He speaks out against idiots and idiotic
behavior and says how he hates people who aren't educated.
Thats because he is educated, and knows what the fuck he's
talking about, although he says stupid-ass things at
times, and because he pulls the
|6.||Where My Dogs At?|
A new funny as hell show on mtv2, starring that dude from Saturday Night Live. A story about Buddy and Woof (a beagle dog and a bulldog) travel through Hollywood,California in search of a way to get to New Jersey and find Buddy's owner. On the way they poke fun at celeberties in very humorus satire.
Where My Dogs At? episode two: Buddy and Woof do the Movie Awards
Sway: Yo, this is Sway, coming to you live at the MTV awards with a very sopitscated-looking 50 Cent
50 Cent: Ha, Ha yeah well, Im not interested in being a superficial THUG, you know what i'm saying, that's why I got my videogame: Bulletproof, my movie about how I got shot 9 times is now now DVD, AND this 50 Cent collecters cup which is available at shizno sandwiches. Mention my name get 50 cents off, ya heard, ha ha
Just as Bill Oddie may like to observe his Wood Pecker oscillating in and out of a large hole from time to time, I like to view, from a distance at least, the segregated subgroup of desperate humanity that we like to call Chavs. As if you hadn’t already guessed from my pessimistic drones, I dislike chavs with an unceasing hatred, but at times I find them utterly hilarious. When I can, I often watch the humble and increasingly prevalent migration of the Chavs to their local off-licence, where, with a few pence between them, they manage to rustle up about 10 gallons of finest Aldi own-brand cider, and this, with their vastly theatrical habits, beckons giant amounts of predominantly patronising hilarity.more...
Even funnier than watching a 13 year old chav trying to buy alcohol is watching a 13 year old chav trying to drink it. Yes, we've all had a couple of under-age beverages, but never to the extent of the Chav. Walking around Peterborough, for instance, at about 3 in the morning, you find yourself confusing the amassed collection of collapsed Chavs with street furniture. My friend, for example, thought that one young fellow was actually a bench, and sat on him. (What I was doing at Peterborough at 3 AM, I'm not entirely sure).
Finding a group of Chavs is easy; all you have to do is look in a park. Walk around, and you'll know you've found a chav when he pulls a knife on you and asks if you've got any nail varnish so he can get high off of it. A white tracksuit is a dead...